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  • Episode 2.1 -- “In The Shadow Of Two Gunmen part 1"
    The West Wing Scripts/Season 2 2008. 11. 6. 16:57
    THE WEST WING
    “IN THE SHADOW OF TWO GUNMEN PART I”
    WRITTEN BY: AARON SORKIN
    DIRECTED BY: THOMAS SCHLAMME
    
    
    TEASER
    
    FADE IN: EXT. GEORGE WASHINGTON BRIDGE - NIGHT
    
    	MONDAY 9:37 P.M.
    
    Minutes after the assassination attempt, several limousines are driving down the bridge, 
    heading back to the White House. Sirens are heard everywhere.
    
    MAN [VO]
    We have no idea on the sweep of the perimeter at this time. We have no idea...
    
    CUT TO: INT. LIMOUSINE - CONTINUOUS
    President Bartlet and Special Agent Ron Butterfield are inside the moving limo.
    
    RON
    Zoey’s secure.
    
    BARTLET
    Get her again.
    
    RON
    She wasn’t hit sir. She’s...
    
    BARTLET
    Get her on the radio, please!
    
    RON
    Sir, she can’t talk right now.
    
    BARTLET
    Why can’t she talk?
    
    RON
    She’s vomiting in the car.
    
    BARTLET
    Why the hell?
    
    RON
    It happens, sir, we’ll...
    
    BARTLET
    Why is she vomiting?
    
    RON
    It happens.  It could be shock.
    
    BARTLET
    Ron...
    
    RON
    She might have got an elbow on the stomach...
    
    BARTLET
    Is Gina with her?
    
    RON
    Gina put her in the car.
    
    BARTLET
    She’s not with her?
    
    RON
    She’s got two other agents in the car. She’s got Mike and Fred, sir. They’re going to have 
    her back in the White House.
    
    BARTLET
    Why isn’t Gina in the car?
    
    RON
    Gina put Zoey in the car then stayed behind for the ID agent. Mr. President, please.
    
    Bartlet sighs and gasps for breath.
    
    BARTLET
    Is anybody dead back there?
    
    RON
    We don’t know, we don’t think so.
    
    We see Ron’s bloody hand, wrapped with some bandage.
    
    BARTLET
    What happened to your hand?!
    
    RON
    I got hit.
    
    BARTLET
    Oh God. [to the driver] Coop, turn around, we gotta go to the hospital.
    
    RON
    We got to get you to the White House.
    
    BARTLET
    We’re going to the hospital! Let’s go!
    
    RON
    I have to put you inside the White House, Mr. President. This isn’t something we discuss.
    
    BARTLET
    This is... my daughter is throwing up on the floor in the car behind us. You’re losing 
    blood by the liter, not to mention how many broken bones you got in your hand, but let’s 
    make sure that I’m tucked in bed before we do anything...
    
    Blood has started coming out of the President’s mouth.
    
    RON
    Mr. President? 
    
    Ron quickly checks the President for a possible injury. He feels blood near Bartlet’s 
    stomach.
    
    RON
    G.W.! Blue! Blue! Blue!
    
    The limousine makes a quick 180-degree turn.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE NEWSEUM PARKING AREA - NIGHT
    We hear sirens everywhere. The place is full of policemen, agents, paramedics and the 
    people from the ropeline.
    
    MEDIC 1
    Left thigh, nerovasc intact.
    
    MEDIC 2
    She’s stable. Give me some 4 by 4’s.
    
    Two medics are attending to C.J., who is obviously hurt and has her hand on her head.
    
    C.J.
    I’m really fine.
    
    MEDIC 3
    Scalp laceration, secondary to fall. [leaves]
    
    C.J.
    I hit my head on the ground.
    
    MEDIC 4
    No LOC?
    
    C.J.
    Somebody pulled me down.
    
    MEDIC 4
    Are you C.J. Cregg?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah!
    
    MEDIC 4
    Can you tell me what day it is?
    
    C.J.
    It’s still Monday.
    
    MEDIC 4
    Ok, C.J., you’re more shaken up than anything else, I don’t think you’re going to need 
    stitches but you should find some place to lie down.
    
    C.J.
    Is the President dead?
    
    MEDIC 4
    I wouldn’t know anything about that.
    
    The medic has left. C.J. walks around a police car. She notices the glass door broken. 
    From behind, Sam approaches.
    
    SAM
    You all right?
    
    C.J.
    What?
    
    SAM
    Are you all right?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah, where’s the President?
    
    SAM
    He’s on the way back to the White House, so is Zoey, they just put Leo in the car, you 
    all right?
    
    C.J.
    Somebody pulled me down.
    
    Gina runs by.
    
    SAM
    Gina?
    
    GINA
    I can’t talk right now.
    
    Gina approaches an agent.
    
    GINA
    Gina Toscano.
    
    TOMMY CHO
    Tommy Cho.
    
    GINA
    Are you the I.D. agent?
    
    CHO
    Yeah.
    
    GINA
    Two shooters in that window, we got them both from the roof, but there was a signal.
    
    CHO
    There was somebody on the ground?
    
    GINA
    White male, 20, 25, maybe 5-10.
    
    CHO
    What else?
    
    GINA
    He was wearing a baseball cap.
    
    CHO
    What kind of cap?
    
    GINA
    Maybe it got knocked off from the crowd.
    
    CHO
    What kind of cap?!
    
    GINA
    I don’t know.
    
    CHO
    [to an agent] Fix the perimeter, close the airports, shut them down, I want the Harbor 
    Patrol and the Coast Guard.
    
    AGENT
    You got it. 
    
    MAN
    Stevie! Paul!
    
    Somewhere near, Toby is looking around for Josh.
    
    TOBY
    Josh! Josh! 
    
    He spots Charlie.
    
    TOBY
    Hey, Charlie, are you okay?
    
    CHARLIE
    Yeah.
    
    TOBY
    Have you seen Josh?
    
    CHARLIE
    He got in the car with Leo.
    
    TOBY
    No, he didn’t. Shanahan got in with Leo. Josh didn’t get in the car.
    
    They part ways. A woman shouts somewhere.
    
    WOMAN
    Can we get some help?
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. Stay right there.
    
    Toby continues to look around for Josh. He spots the back of his head behind a ledge, 
    away from everyone else. He was sitting beside it. Toby runs to him.
    
    TOBY
    Josh! Didn’t you hear me shouting for you? I didn’t know where the hell you... 
    
    As Toby faces his friend, Josh stares at him, gasping for breath, while holding his 
    stomach. A huge amount of blood has come out from his chest, to his shirt and all over 
    his hands. Toby’s face changes.
    
    TOBY
    I need a... I need a doctor! I need help!
    
    C.J. and Sam heard him and starts to run towards them. Josh suddenly slumps over, 
    his bloody hands still on his gunshot wound.
    
    SMASH CUT TO: MAIN TITLES.
    END TEASER
    * * *
    
    ACT ONE
    
    FADE IN: INT. GEORGE WASHINGTON HOSPITAL - NIGHT
    It’s a quiet night in the hospital lobby. Several patients are sitting in the waiting 
    section. Two nurses meet.
    
    NURSE 2
    Hey.
    
    NURSE 1
    Hey. Your best friend’s back.
    
    The other nurse looks to the waiting section. She notices a familiar patient.
    
    NURSE 2
    Thank you for that.
    
    She walks over to a pregnant woman.
    
    NURSE 2
    Cynthia. Hi. You can follow me.
    
    Cynthia and her nurse walk away. We follow the first nurse as she walks to the reception 
    desk. Another nurse comes.
    
    NURSE 1
    She’s been in twice a week for the last three weeks because she can’t feel the baby kick. 
    I should just tell her ma’am, wait till eight months, the kid’ll be doing the Macarena. 
    In the meantime, this is an emergency room.
    
    NURSE 3
    Did you really say that?
    
    NURSE 1
    No, I’m saying I should’ve said that.
    
    The other nurse walks away as a phone rings. The first nurse answers the local phone in 
    the desk.
    
    NURSE 1
    Emergency room.
    
    Nobody there. Another phone continues to ring. The nurse hangs up and quietly answers a 
    red phone attached to the wall.
    
    NURSE 1
    Station One.
    
    CUT TO: INT. LIMOUSINE - CONTINUOUS
    Bartlet is now gasping for breath. Ron is shouting on the phone.
    
    RON
    We’re coming in!
    
    NURSE 1 [VO]
    I copy that. Is this a drill?
    
    RON
    No!
    
    CUT TO: INT. G.W. HOSPITAL - CONTINUOUS
    Sirens are heard from a distance.
    
    NURSE 1
    [into phone] The thing is I have a few patients, not many but I do have a couple of kids 
    with alcohol poisoning. We’re expecting more in a bit, so if this is a drill, I’d just 
    assume...
    
    The sirens get louder. The nurse looks to the entranceway where several cars and 
    ambulances have already arrived. She hangs up the red phone and picks up the local phone. 
    She punches a button for the P.A.
    
    NURSE 1
    Trauma One. Trauma One, Blue! Blue! Trauma One, Blue! Go!
    
    Nurses and doctors around her start to get busy. A Secret Service Agent enters and 
    approaches the nurse.
    
    AGENT 1
    You got priorities?
    
    NURSE 1
    No priorities.
    
    AGENT 1
    We’re gonna need a hand. They’re going to the memorial.
    
    The nurse turns to the waiting patients.
    
    NURSE 1
    Okay, people. I need you to follow this man to the van that’s waiting...
    
    The patients hurry outside as we follow two agents.
    
    AGENT 2
    Get the south side clear. There are two backdoors and a loading dock. Put two units in 
    the scaffolding, and get some light out there!
    
    The agent comes in a room as DR. KELLER comes out.
    
    DR. KELLER
    Get me an ultrasound and a crash cart.
    
    We close in on another agent.
    
    AGENT 3
    Eagle’s two minutes away!
    
    CUT TO: INT. WHITE HOUSE LOBBY - NIGHT
    Reporters surround Vice President Hoynes in the lobby. He is holding a jersey while 
    posing for the cameras.
    
    CAMERAMAN
    Mr. Vice President, could you hold the shirt up a little bit?
    
    HOYNES
    Yeah, one of my roommates at S.M.U. is Drew Harper. Anybody know that name?
    
    WOMAN
    ’72?
    
    HOYNES
    ’72 Olympics in Munich. Well, I played against him at a pick-up game while on the quad, 
    and I thought I’d stuff him with an overhead slam. He sent that ball back at my face like 
    I talked about his sister.
    
    The reporters laugh. Hoynes approaches a man and shakes his hand.
    
    HOYNES
    Coach, I want to congratulate you and your team in the NCAA on a great season last year. 
    I know you had four starters returning so I’m confident...
    
    Several Secret Service Agents come storming inside. Hoynes gets worried.
    
    AGENT
    Excuse me! Everyone stay where you are. Mr. Vice President, would you come with us please?
    
    The agents surround Hoynes and escort him outside as the reporters stand puzzled.
    
    CUT TO: INT. WHITE HOUSE HALLWAY - NIGHT
    Agents cut in a hallway and meet with Abbey, who is rushing down the hall also with other 
    agents.
    
    AGENT 1
    Mrs. Bartlet.
    
    ABBEY
    Is he conscious?
    
    AGENT 2
    He’s conscious and they’re moving him to pre-op. He was hit in the side, entry and exit.
    
    They go outside, where a car is waiting.
    
    AGENT 2
    We’re on our way.
    
    ABBEY
    What about Zoey?
    
    AGENT 1
    They got her in the car. She’s cool. She’s on her way to G.W.
    
    AGENT 2
    Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go!
    
    The cars screech as they drive away.
    
    CUT TO: INT. G.W. HOSPITAL - NIGHT
    Nurses and paramedics are hurriedly pushing a gurney carrying President Bartlet. 
    We see blood on the side of the his shirt as he groans and tries to catch his breath. 
    Ron is nearby.
    
    NURSE 1
    He was shot in the abdomen. It’s an entry and exit wound.
    
    NURSE 2
    B.P. 134 over 78. Pulse is 108. What’s his pulse ox?
    
    PARAMEDIC
    98.
    
    Dr. Keller tries to talk to the President.
    
    DR. KELLER
    Mr. President, I’m Dr. Keller. I’m the trauma surgeon on duty. The exit wound is a good 
    indication we like your vital signs.
    
    BARTLET
    I swear to God if I don’t speak to my daughter in the next five minutes, I’m gonna attack 
    someone.
    
    RON
    She’s on her way.
    
    They enter a trauma room.
    
    BARTLET
    [indicating Ron] This guy’s got about seven broken bones in his hand, by the way. 
    If somebody wants to give him an aspirin or something...
    
    NURSE 
    We’re there.
    
    The gurney is stopped, and the nurses and doctors hurriedly prepare for the treatment.
    
    DR. KELLER
    Okay, sir, we’re just gonna get you stabilized.
    
    BARTLET
    Listen, I want you to wait as long as you can before you give me the anesthesia. I need to 
    speak to Leo McGarry before you give me the anesthesia.
    
    RON
    He’s on his way as well.
    
    NURSE
    I need to ask you some questions, sir. Do you have any medical conditions?
    
    BARTLET
    Well... I’ve been shot.
    
    CUT TO: INT. WHITE HOUSE CORRIDOR - NIGHT
    It’s a quiet night in the West Wing as Margaret and Mrs. Landingham meet in the hallway.
    
    MARGARET
    Good evening, Mrs. Landingham.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Good evening, Margaret.
    
    MARGARET
    The President’s not back yet?
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    I imagine he’s schmoozing the rope line. 
    
    They enter the COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE. Margaret immediately notices a SPECIAL REPORT on 
    the television screen.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    You know, he said he’s coming straight back, but he can’t resist a rope line. Never has. 
    Oh, he’ll complain, but he just can’t resist it. I remember a time in the Governor’s 
    mansion. It was about ten years ago...
    
    MARGARET
    [eyes on the TV] Mrs. Landingham.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    More. Maybe 12.
    
    MARGARET
    Mrs. Landingham!
    
    Margaret turns up the volume as Mrs. Landingham watches with her. A newscaster appears 
    on the monitor.
    
    NEWSCASTER
    Good evening. We are getting reports that multiple gunshots were fired at President 
    Bartlet as he was leaving a public event in Rosslyn, Virginia. The shots were fired 
    approximately seven minutes ago...
    
    Mrs. Landingham runs out of the office before the newscaster could finish.
    
    CUT TO: INT. G.W. TRAUMA ROOM - NIGHT
    Zoey walks inside and sees her father in pain. A look of fear is on her face. 
    The nurses are still very busy.
    
    ZOEY
    Dad?
    
    BARTLET
    I’m okay.
    
    ZOEY
    Daddy?!
    
    BARTLET
    They didn’t hit anything. They’re just gonna look around and make sure.
    
    ZOEY
    Are you-- are you in a lot of pain?
    
    BARTLET
    No.
    
    ZOEY
    Are you lying?
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah, ‘cause I want these guys to tell reporters that I was brave and joking around.
    
    ZOEY
    You are brave. You were so good tonight, dad.
    
    BARTLET
    [sighs] Honey, I’m fine. I’m just so happy to see you.
    
    ZOEY
    Mom’s on her way.
    
    BARTLET
    Mom’s gonna be pretty pissed.
    
    ZOEY
    Yeah.
    
    All of a sudden, Leo comes storming in the trauma room, a troubling look in his face 
    as he looks at Bartlet. He notices Zoey beside him.
    
    LEO
    How you doing, kid?
    
    ZOEY
    I’m fine.
    
    BARTLET
    She booted all over the back of her car. You know they’re gonna bill me for that.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    BARTLET
    Honey, do me a favor, will you?
    
    ZOEY
    Yeah. I’ll step outside. I’ll go wait for mom.
    
    BARTLET
    Tell her not to frighten the doctors. I’ll see you in a couple hours.
    
    ZOEY
    I love you.
    
    BARTLET
    I love you too, hon.
    
    Zoey exits. Leo walks closer to Bartlet.
    
    BARTLET
    Anybody killed back there?
    
    LEO
    The two shooters. They got them through the window.
    
    BARTLET
    Anybody in the crowd?
    
    LEO
    There were some injuries. They’re coming right now.
    
    BARTLET
    What about our people?
    
    LEO
    C.J. hit her head on the ground, but other than that...
    
    BARTLET
    [beat] Get the cabinet together and the Security Council. Tell Jerome to suspend trading 
    on the stock exchange.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    BARTLET
    Do we know who the shooters were?
    
    LEO
    No.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m gonna be under anesthesia for a couple hours.
    
    LEO
    It’ll be fine.
    
    BARTLET
    You know what I’m talking about, right?
    
    LEO
    I’ll talk to Abbey.
    
    DR. KELLER
    Sir, it’s time.
    
    BARTLET
    [to Leo] Hey. Come here.
    
    He motions for Leo to come closer. Leo leans his head near him. Bartlet, looking to 
    comfort his best friend, kisses Leo gently on the cheek. 
    
    BARTLET
    It’s okay.
    
    LEO
    I’ll see you in a few hours, Mr. President.
    
    Bartlet sighs as Leo exits.
    
    CUT TO: INT. G.W. HOSPITAL LOBBY - NIGHT
    Zoey is talking to a woman.
    
    WOMAN
    Okay, Zoey. I’ll find out.
    
    The woman leaves. Abbey comes running inside and sees her daughter.
    
    ABBEY
    Oh. You all right?
    
    ZOEY
    Yeah. 
    
    They hug tight.
    
    ZOEY
    And Dad’s making jokes.
    
    ABBEY
    Good ones, or...?
    
    ZOEY
    No.
    
    ABBEY
    Okay.
    
    Leo approaches, along with Dr. Keller.
    
    LEO
    Abbey. This is Dr. Keller.
    
    ABBEY
    Oh, yes. We spoke in the car.
    
    DR. KELLER
    Hello.
    
    ABBEY
    What’s his PO2?
    
    DR. KELLER
    It’s good. It’s a hundred.
    
    ABBEY
    You’re gonna do a laperoscopy?
    
    DR. KELLER
    Yeah. We want to make sure the peritoneum’s intact.
    
    ABBEY
    Mm-hmm. Who’s the anesthesiologist?
    
    DR. KELLER
    Dr. Lee.
    
    ABBEY
    [to Zoey] You’ll be okay honey?
    
    ZOEY
    Yeah.
    
    Abbey walks away.
    
    CUT TO: INT. TRAUMA ROOM - CONTINUOUS
    Just outside Bartlet’s trauma room. DR. LEE is standing. Abbey approaches him.
    
    ABBEY
    Dr. Lee?
    
    DR. LEE
    Dr. Bartlet. I hope they told you that it’s looking very good.
    
    ABBEY
    There are 14 people in the world who know this, including the vice President, the chief 
    of staff, and the chairman of the Joint Chiefs. You are going to be the fifteenth. 
    Seven years ago, my husband was diagnosed with a relapsing/remitting course of M.S. 
    When all this is over, tell the press, don’t tell the press. It’s entirely up to you.
    
    Abbey immediately exits.
    
    CUT TO: INT. G.W. HALLWAY - NIGHT
    Leo is strolling along the busy hospital. He spots Gina standing by a doorway. 
    He puts his arm up and leans it in the wall.
    
    LEO
    You all right?
    
    GINA
    Yeah.
    
    LEO
    Was there someone on the ground?
    
    GINA
    There was a signal. I couldn’t give a description.
    
    LEO
    Did they close the airports?
    
    GINA
    And Union Station. We’ve got troopers on the bridges and 300 field agents working Rosslyn. 
    I can’t tell them what they’re looking for.
    
    A faint sound of a siren is heard.
    
    LEO
    You got the girl in the car, Gina.
    
    GINA
    It’s right in front of my face.
    
    LEO
    Look...
    
    The sirens get louder as paramedics and nurses comes in the hospital with another patient.
    
    NURSE
    Gunshot wound! No exit!
    
    PARAMEDIC
    He’s got decreased breath sounds in the left. Pulse ox is 92 on 15 liters.
    
    Leo comes running out the door with several nurses. C.J. and Toby are running beside the 
    gurney.
    
    C.J.
    It’s Josh!
    
    NURSE
    I’ve got the hemocue.
    
    LEO
    Josh!
    
    PARAMEDIC
    Trauma panel, serial crits...
    
    LEO
    What happened?
    
    TOBY
    He was behind us.
    
    PARAMEDIC
    Single gunshot wound, left fifth intercostal space.
    
    We hear Sam somewhere.
    
    SAM
    Josh, I’m here!
    
    Josh has an oxygen mask in his mouth. He speaks groggily.
    
    JOSH
    I shouldn’t be at this meeting.
    
    NURSE
    Trauma One’s ready.
    
    DOCTOR
    I need a chest tube tray, 32 French.
    
    JOSH
    Senator...
    
    LEO
    Tell me what’s happening!
    
    DOCTOR
    I don’t have time!
    
    They come inside TRAUMA ONE.
    
    JOSH
    I shouldn’t be at this meeting.
    
    NURSE
    Pulse ox, 88.
    
    JOSH
    I need to get to New Hampshire.
    
    Sam is now beside Josh.
    
    SAM
    You went to New Hampshire. We both did. You came and got me.
    
    DOCTOR
    On my count. One. Two. Three!
    
    We see an OVERHEAD SHOT of Josh being lifted onto another bed. Everything around him 
    switches into SLOW MOTION.
    
    DOCTOR
    Josh, a bullet collapsed your lung. We’re putting in a tube to re-expand it.
    
    NURSE 1
    We’ve got blood in the theroseal.
    
    NURSE 2
    Over a liter and out.
    
    NURSE 1
    He’s bradying down.
    
    DOCTOR
    Okay, tube him now.
    
    NURSE 1
    80 E.T. Tube?
    
    A FAINT VOICE [VO]
    Social Security...
    
    DOCTOR
    Cricoid Pressure...
    
    ANOTHER VOICE [VO]
    Senator.
    
    As Josh loses consciousness in the trauma room, we --
    
    FADE TO WHITE.
    
    We find out that the voices are from Josh and Hoynes.
    
    HOYNES [VO]
    Social Security is...
    
    JOSH [VO]
    Senator.
    
    HOYNES [VO]
    Social Security is the black hole...
    
    JOSH [VO]
    Senator.
    
    HOYNES [VO]
    Social Security--
    
    JOSH [VO]
    Senator.
    
    HOYNES [VO]
    Social Security--
    
    JOSH [VO]
    Sir.
    
    FADE IN: INT. THE SENATE BUILDING, A CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY 
    An OVERHEAD SHOT from the chandelier in a conference room. Scanning the crowd, 
    Senator John Hoynes of Texas holds a meeting with his staff, including Josh, from 
    THREE YEARS EARLIER.
    
    HOYNES
    Social Security is the black hole of national politics.
    
    JOSH
    Yes.
    
    HOYNES
    Josh was cutting me off because he knew I was gonna say that. He knew I was gonna say 
    that because I have said it, what?
    
    JOSH
    A few hundred times, sir.
    
    HOYNES
    It is the black hole of national politics, and I would just assume not get lost in it 13 
    weeks before the New Hampshire primary. It is the third rail. You step on it, and you die.
    [sits]
    
    JOSH
    Of the 537 federal election officials, there are 30 who put their names on Social Security 
    reform legislation, and you’re one of them. Why not say so?
    
    MARK
    He will say so. Just not now.
    
    JOSH
    Mark, 400 billion dollars. Social Security represents one-fourth of the federal budget, 
    and it’s gonna be bankrupt in exactly 17 years. Right around the time you’re going to 
    check your mailbox, half of the elderly population will be living in poverty. This now, 
    qualifies as a priority, and running for President of the United States not putting Social 
    Security front and center is like running for President of the Walt Disney Corporation by 
    saying you’re gonna fix the rides at Epcot. 
    
    MARK
    We’re gonna get to Social Security, Josh. It’s a long campaign. For now, we focus on the 
    tax cuts.
    
    CANDY
    It’s what magicians call “misdirection.”
    
    JOSH
    Really? ‘Cause it’s what the rest of us call bull--
    
    HOYNES
    Knock it off! I have a vote. [stands] The rest of you should stay here and work on the 
    ethanol tax credit. Josh, come with me, would you?
    
    CUT TO: INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS
    Hoynes is walking with Josh.
    
    HOYNES
    You don’t seem to be having a very good time lately.
    
    JOSH
    I don’t think the point of this is for me to have...
    
    HOYNES
    I’m saying you’ve been pissed off at every meeting for a month.
    
    They stop walking.
    
    JOSH
    Senator, you’re the prohibitive favorite to be the Democratic Party’s nominee for 
    President. You have 58 million dollars in war chest with no end in sight, and... 
    I don’t know what we’re for.
    
    HOYNES
    Josh.
    
    JOSH
    I don’t know what we’re for, and I don’t know what we’re against. Except we seem to be 
    for winning and against somebody else winning.
    
    HOYNES
    It’s a start.
    
    JOSH
    Senator...
    
    HOYNES
    Josh, we are going to run a good campaign. You’re gonna be very proud of it. When we 
    get to the White House, you’re gonna play a big role. In the meantime, cheer up, and 
    get off my ass about Social Security. I’ve got a vote.
    
    Hoynes walks away, leaving Josh in the hallway.
    
    CUT TO: INT. SENATE BUILDING OFFICES - CONTINUOUS
    Josh wanders around the place. A familiar voice calls to him -- Leo McGarry.
    
    LEO
    Josh.
    
    JOSH
    Mr. Secretary!
    
    LEO
    I hope you don’t mind I didn’t make an appointment. I’m trying to fly under the radar 
    a little.
    
    JOSH
    Of course, I don’t mind, but the senator just went down for the 404 vote.
    
    LEO
    It’s probably the annual vote override to veto on the resolution to ship nuclear wastes 
    to Nevada.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    LEO
    It won’t pass.
    
    JOSH
    No kidding.
    
    LEO
    Actually, I came to see you.
    
    JOSH
    Really?
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    JOSH
    What can I do for you?
    
    LEO
    You mind if we take a walk?
    
    JOSH
    Sure.
    
    CUT TO: EXT. THE CAPITOL BUILDING - DAY
    Just outside the building, near the Washington Monument, Josh and Leo are walking.
    
    LEO
    I heard your dad was in the hospital again.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah. They put... they got it all this time.
    
    LEO
    Is he taking it easy?
    
    JOSH
    No. He goes to the office at seven in the morning and goes home at eight every night. 
    On the weekends, he cleans the gutters and yells at the squirrels.
    
    LEO
    Why does he yell at the squirrels?
    
    JOSH
    ‘Cause they eat the seeds out of the bird feeder.
    
    LEO
    You know, they make a thing now...
    
    They stop walking.
    
    JOSH
    He knows, but he prefers to admonish them. But, listen, I-I need to get back to this 
    meeting.
    
    LEO
    Josh, I’d like you to come to Nashua, New Hampshire Thursday night and hear Jed Bartlet 
    speak.
    
    JOSH
    I work for Senator Hoynes.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    JOSH
    Mr. Secretary...
    
    LEO
    I’m not in the Cabinet anymore, Josh. Call me Leo.
    
    JOSH
    Look, Hoynes has the nomination sewn up.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    JOSH
    And if Bartlet’s looking to be Treasury Secretary or a slot at the Convention, this 
    really isn’t...
    
    LEO
    Come to Nashua Thursday night.
    
    JOSH
    Why?
    
    LEO
    Because that’s what sons do for old friends of their fathers. [starts to walk away]
    
    JOSH
    Mr. Secretary...
    
    LEO
    Leo. [stops and looks back]
    
    JOSH
    Leo, the-the Democrats aren’t gonna nominate another liberal academic former governor 
    from New England. I mean, we’re dumb, but we’re not that dumb.
    
    LEO
    [beat] Nah. I think we’re exactly that dumb.
    
    Leo heads on his way, leaving Josh puzzled. After a moment, Josh pulls out his cell phone 
    and dials a number as he walks up the stairs of the Capitol Building.
    
    JOSH
    [into phone] Yeah, uh, Janet. Uh, I need you to set up some plane tickets to New York. 
    Uh, probably to Boston too...
    
    The camera PANS UP to the top of the Capitol Building.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT ONE
    * * *
    
    ACT TWO
    
    FADE IN: INT. A LAW FIRM - DAY
    	
    	GAGE WHITNEY PACE
    	MIDTOWN MANHATTAN
    	THREE YEARS EARLIER
    
    Sam is in a meeting with several lawyers, including his boss MR. GAGE, MR. LOCH and 
    MR. CAMERON.
    
    MR. GAGE [VO]
    All in, showroom floor to your garage, 18 million dollars.
    
    MR. CAMERON
    18 million dollars is a cheap price, isn’t it?
    
    MR. GAGE
    Yes, it is. What you’re happy about isn’t the price. It’s the structure of the deal.
    
    MR. CAMERON
    Well, how do you figure that?
    
    MR. GAGE
    Sam’s going to tell you about it. Sam.
    
    Sam looks up quickly.
    
    SAM
    Hmm?
    
    MR. GAGE
    Structure versus cost?
    
    SAM
    Uh, yeah. What Jack means is, if you were getting the tankers for a buck 85 and trading 
    stamps it would still be a bad deal if we didn’t limit your liability.
    
    MR. CAMERON
    And you did that?
    
    SAM
    We did.
    
    MR. CAMERON
    How?
    
    SAM
    The same way we do with any other asset acquisition. Create a separate corporation for 
    each one of them, then mortgage the boats, top to bottom.
    
    MR. CAMERON
    Ships.
    
    SAM
    I’m sorry?
    
    MR. CAMERON
    Oil tankers aren’t boats, they’re ships.
    
    SAM
    Mr. Cameron, you want me to buy the boats, you’re not asking me to be the first mate, 
    right?
    
    MR. CAMERON
    No.
    
    SAM
    You want to finance the tankers a hundred percent so that if litigation does penetrate 
    the liability shield we’ve set up for you there are no real assets at the end of the line, 
    just debt. You’re judgment proof. Let me run back to my office and get the tax figures 
    while David and Rita talk about IMO regulations. [exits]
    
    CUT TO: INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS
    Sam walks by the corridor where a secretary meets him.
    
    SECRETARY
    Sam. There’s a guy waiting in your office who said he’s a friend of yours.
    
    SAM
    What’s his name?
    
    SECRETARY
    Josh Lyman?
    
    SAM
    [looks surprised] Seriously?
    
    SECRETARY
    Yeah.
    
    Sam enters his office, where Josh is standing.
    
    SAM
    Hey!
    
    JOSH
    How you doing?
    
    They hug.
    
    SAM
    Hey, you look fit.
    
    JOSH
    You made partner?
    
    SAM
    Next month. Listen, I’m hungry. You want to go grab a hot dog or something?
    
    JOSH
    It’s 9:30 in the morning.
    
    SAM
    Yeah, they’ll be fresh. Come on.
    
    JOSH
    Okay.
    
    CUT TO: INT. MANHATTAN STREET - DAY
    Sam and Josh are walking away from a hot dog stand.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah, I was going to call before I came here, but then the strangest thing happened.
    
    Sam throws out his hot dog wrapper.
    
    SAM
    What?
    
    JOSH
    I forgot the name of your firm.
    
    SAM
    Gage Whitney.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    SAM
    You couldn’t remember Gage Whitney.
    
    JOSH
    I know.
    
    SAM
    Second biggest firm in New York?
    
    JOSH
    I know.
    
    SAM
    Did the Shearson deal--
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    SAM
    Bought Transcom.
    
    JOSH
    I really do know Gage Whitney. I’m saying, I’m just, um, I’m um, having a brain problem.
    
    SAM
    What are you doing in town?
    
    JOSH
    I’m on my way to Nashua.
    
    SAM
    What’s in Nashua?
    
    JOSH
    Ah, a waste of time. Listen. You know why I’m here.
    
    SAM
    You want me to quit my job and come work for Hoynes?
    
    JOSH
    He’s gonna win, Sam.
    
    SAM
    So what do you need me for?
    
    JOSH
    A better campaign. Come do some speech writing.
    
    SAM
    Lisa and I are getting married in September.
    
    They stop.
    
    JOSH
    [looks surprised] Ah.
    
    SAM
    [grins] Yeah.
    
    JOSH
    Okay. Listen, I should go, I got to go. I should let you--
    
    SAM
    I got to get back to this thing.
    
    JOSH
    It’s good seeing you.
    
    SAM
    It’s good seeing you. I miss you.
    
    They start to walk in separate directions.
    
    JOSH
    Hey, congratulations on that partnership.
    
    SAM
    Josh! 
    
    They turn and face each other.
    
    SAM
    Hoynes. He’s not the real thing, is he?
    
    JOSH
    See, that-the thing you gotta know about Hoynes is-- [approaches him]
    
    SAM
    It’s okay.
    
    JOSH
    I-I’m saying--
    
    SAM
    Josh. [beat] What are you doing?
    
    JOSH
    I don’t know. What are you doing?
    
    SAM
    Protecting oil companies from litigation.
    
    Josh nods.
    
    SAM
    They’re our client. They don’t lose legal protection because they make a lot of money.
    
    JOSH
    I can’t believe no one ever wrote a folk song about that. 
    
    Sam grins. 
    
    JOSH
    If I see the real thing in Nashua, should I tell you about it?
    
    SAM
    You won’t have to.
    
    JOSH
    Why?
    
    SAM
    You’ve got a pretty bad poker face.
    
    JOSH
    Okay. [starts walking off] Take it easy.
    
    SAM
    Okay.
    
    Sam turns around and plows into a woman before we--
    
    CUT TO: INT. G.W. HOSPITAL - PRESENT
    Sam has just rammed into a nurse.
    
    SAM
    I’m sorry.
    
    NURSE
    That’s okay.
    
    SAM
    I’m sorry. It’s just--
    
    A man in a suit, who we’ll assume is a doctor, approaches Abbey.
    
    DOCTOR
    Dr. Bartlet.
    ­­
    ABBEY
    Yes.
    
    DOCTOR
    The President’s going to be fine.
    
    ABBEY
    Oh. [sighs in relief]
    
    DOCTOR
    You can see him in the recovery room in about two hours.
    
    The two of them start walking.
    
    ABBEY
    Thank you. No organ damage?
    
    DOCTOR
    No ma’am, and blood loss was minimal. Dr. Keller was able to visualize the entire abdomen, 
    and he’s secure with the diagnostic of the laparoscopy.
    
    Abbey stops and turns.
    
    ABBEY
    What about Josh?
    
    DOCTOR
    The bullet lacerated his pulmonary artery.
    
    ABBEY
    Can they try a Gortex graft?
    
    DOCTOR
    No. They’re going to have to stay in and try to repair the artery primarily.
    
    ABBEY
    Thank you.
    
    Abbey enters the waiting room and addresses everyone inside.
    
    ABBEY
    The President’s going to be fine. The bullet seems to have gone out of it’s way not to 
    hit anything. Now, here’s what’s happening with Josh...
    
    A Secret Service Agent closes the door to the waiting room. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE SITUATION ROOM - NIGHT
    Leo and a man in uniform, Jack, are on a TV monitor starting to enter the room.
    
    LEO
    Thank you.
    
    JACK
    What do you know?
    
    LEO
    He’ll be out of surgery in about two hours. Fitzwallace is on a plane?
    
    JACK
    He was on his way to Manila. They turned around, and he’ll be back in about four hours.
    
    LEO
    We’ve got him by phone?
    
    JACK
    Yeah.
    
    They enter the situation room full of busy military men.
    
    LEO
    Good evening.
    
    MILITARY MEN
    Good evening, Mr. McGarry.
    
    LEO
    Where’s the National Security Advisor?
    
    JACK
    She’s on her way. So’s the Vice President.
    
    NANCY McNALLY, the National Security Advisor, enters, wearing a dressy yellow suit.
    
    NANCY McNALLY
    Good evening everybody. Mike, could you have somebody send over some clothes from my 
    office, please? I look like an idiot.
    
    MIKE
    Yes ma’am.
    
    Nancy sits down.
    
    LEO
    Nancy, you’ve seen the KH-10 pictures?
    
    NANCY
    Yeah.
    
    LEO
    And you know what they mean?
    
    NANCY
    Well, I wouldn’t go that far.
    
    Hoynes enters the room.
    
    NANCY
    Good evening, Mr. Vice President.
    
    HOYNES
    Good evening Nancy. Leo.
    
    LEO
    Jack.
    
    Hoynes pauses at the head of the table.
    
    JACK
    Ten Hut!
    
    Hoynes looks up, a little surprised as the people in the room stand.
    
    HOYNES
    No, as you were. It’s-it’s okay. [sits to the side of the head of the table]
    Bobby, your report on domestic activity?
    
    BOBBY
    Yes, sir. There’s not much. Air traffic control was down for 22 minutes at Logan. 
    City bank computers were off-line for a little more than an hour, and the lights went 
    out for seven minutes at the Delta Center.
    
    HOYNES
    Somebody tell me-these shooters, they didn’t have a wallet on them? They didn’t have a 
    driver’s license?
    
    ARMY MAN
    They didn’t have anything on them, Mr. Vice President. They knew we were gonna get them 
    through the window.
    
    HOYNES
    If this signal guy isn’t in custody in one hour, I’m going to federalize the Virginia and 
    Maryland National Guards.
    
    NANCY
    It’s worth mentioning that at this moment we do not know the whereabouts of about a half 
    dozen cell leaders, including bin Laden, but that’s not my concern right now.
    
    HOYNES
    What is your concern?
    
    NANCY
    Can we look at the KH-10’s?
    
    LEO
    I’ve seen them. I’m not worried about it.
    
    NANCY
    Leo, these images show a sudden build-up of front-line Republican guard units along the 
    Tigress and Euphrates Rivers.
    
    LEO
    The build-up isn’t sudden. They do it every couple of months.
    
    NANCY
    And they’re moving south. Now thirteen hours ago they shot down an F-117 in the No-Fly. 
    The rescue mission invaded their airspace with armed M-50 Pave Hawks. And my 
    recommendation would be that the President order Fitzwallace to put the 32nd 
    tactical on ready alert and take us to Defcon 4.
    
    LEO
    The President is under general anesthesia right now. If he weren’t I’m sure he’d be 
    comforted to know that RDF can put Marines on the ground in 36 hours.
    
    NANCY
    We may not have 36 hours.
    
    LEO
    The Iraqi Republican guard can’t find their car keys in 36 hours.
    
    NANCY
    Look at the pictures, Mr. Vice-President. I think they’ve found ‘em.
    
    Hoynes pauses for several moments.
    
    HOYNES
    Nancy, we’re gonna follow Leo for the moment.
    
    LEO
    Jack, what’s the best way to get a message to Iraq?
    
    JACK
    The king of Jordan.
    
    LEO
    All right.
    
    ARMY MAN
    Leo. What do you want the message to be?
    
    LEO­
    Don’t mess with us tonight.
    
    CUT TO: INT. G.W. HOSPITAL - NIGHT
    The same doctor enters the waiting room where Sam, Toby, C.J., Charlie and the rest of 
    the staff are waiting.
    
    DOCTOR
    Uh, excuse me.
    
    Everyone looks up.
    
    DOCTOR
    We can’t make you very comfortable here, and Josh’s procedure is likely to take 12 to 14 
    hours. So--
    
    Donna enters the room.
    
    DONNA
    I’m sorry, they told me I should come back here? I’m sorry. Is there word on the President?
    
    C.J.
    The President’s going to be fine.
    
    DONNA
    Oh, thank God. [sighs] Oh, thank God, that’s the best news I’ve ever heard. I got here as 
    fast as I could. I had a hard time getting in. I had-I had to find an agent who knew me, 
    and I was shaking. I was just -- I didn’t know--
    
    TOBY­
    Donna. [beat] Josh was hit.
    
    DONNA
    Hit with what?
    
    TOBY
    He was shot--in the chest.
    
    C.J.
    He’s in surgery right now.
    
    DONNA
    I don’t understand. I don’t understand, is -- is it serious?
    
    TOBY
    Yes, it’s critical. The bullet collapsed his lung and damaged a major artery.
    
    Donna looks very shocked.
    
    DOCTOR
    I was just saying, we can’t make you very comfortable here, and the procedure’s likely 
    to take 12 to 14 hours. We won’t know anything until morning. I’m sure there are things 
    you’re supposed to be attending to right now, so if you like we can stay in contact with 
    your homes and offices throughout the night. 
    
    As the doctor exits, Donna sinks into a chair and stares into space. C.J. begins to rub 
    her back. Sam tears a piece of paper out of his notebook hands it to C.J.
    
    C.J.
    Leo’s gonna meet with the leadership in ten minutes. When he’s done, I’ll talk to 
    the press.
    
    CHARLIE
    I’m gonna go back to the residence and pick up some things for the President.
    
    Charlie and C.J. stand up and exit the room. Donna is still sitting and staring into space.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT TWO
    * * *
    
    ACT THREE
    
    FADE IN: INT. PRESS ROOM - NIGHT
    C.J is doing a briefing, but she looks somewhat dazed, like she's still in shock. 
    
    REPORTERS
    C.J.!
    
    C.J.
    Yeah.
    
    REPORTER 1
    When can we talk to the medical team?
    
    C.J.
    Dr. Keller, the head surgeon, and Admiral Jarvis, the President's personal physician, 
    will be debriefing you in a few hours.
    
    REPORTERS
    C.J.!
    
    C.J.
    Danny!
    
    DANNY
    Has there been any discussion of the 25th amendment?
    
    C.J.
    No--
    
    REPORTERS
    C.J.!
    
    DANNY
    [talking over reporters] Why not?
    
    C.J.
    What?
    
    DANNY
    Why hasn't there been any discussion of the 25th amendment?
    
    C.J.
    I'll get back to you on that.
    
    REPORTERS
    C.J.!
    
    REPORTER 2
    Do you have anything on the identity of the shooters?
    
    C.J.
    I'm sorry?
    
    REPORTER 2
    Do you have anything on the identity of the shooters?
    
    C.J.
    No.
    
    REPORTER 2
    Are you aware that the AP has been saying that two bodies were brought out of the building?
    
    C.J.
    I don't have anything for you on that.
    
    REPORTER 2
    Are you also aware that the AP is also saying there is now a massive manhunt underway for 
    a suspected third accomplice?
    
    C.J.
    I don't have anything for you on that either.
    
    REPORTERS
    C.J.!
    
    REPORTER 3
    Why does the AP know more than you do?
    
    C.J.
    I don't believe the AP knows more than I do; I just believe they're willing to tell you 
    more.
    
    Carol leans over and tells C.J. something.
    
    C.J. 
    One more question!
    
    REPORTERS
    C.J.!
    
    C.J.
    Arthur!
    
    ARTHUR
    In previous administrations the President entered and exited buildings under a tent or 
    canopy, the Secret Service wanting to limit visibility in the open air. Can you tell me 
    why these precautions weren't taken for President Bartlet or at least not tonight?
    
    C.J.
    It's policy not to comment on security procedures.
    
    ARTHUR
    Well, C.J., if you can't answer the most straightforward question then what can you 
    tell us?
    
    C.J.
    I'm sorry?
    
    ARTHUR
    What do you know? What can you tell us?
    
    C.J. has her hand on her neck and looks dazed.
    
    C.J.
    [pause] There'll be another briefing in an hour and a half. Hopefully we'll know more then.
    
    The reporters groan as she announces this, and some try calling her. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
    C.J. and Carol are walking down the hall towards C.J.'s office. 
    
    C.J.
    [muttering to herself] What's that supposed to mean since you can't answer my question?
    
    CAROL
    You scratched your neck.
    
    C.J.
    What?
    
    CAROL
    You have scratch on the side of your neck.
    
    C.J. 
    I lost my necklace. It must have come off when.
    
    CAROL
    When what?
    
    C.J.
    Somebody pushed me down.
    
    Danny comes up behind them as they turn the corner into a HALLWAY.
    
    DANNY
    C.J.?
    
    Carol heads off while Danny and C.J. walk through the communications area still towards 
    her office.
    
    C.J.
    What?
    
    DANNY
    I'm sorry, I don't want to be a reporter for a few minutes but you've gotta answer my 
    question.
    
    C.J.
    What was the question?
    
    DANNY
    The President's been under anesthetic for more than an hour. He's probably gonna be on 
    a morphine drip. Without the 25th, who's in charge?
    
    C.J.
    The Vice President, the Secretary of State, the National Security Advisor, the Secretary 
    of Defense, one of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, the White House Chief of Staff.
    
    DANNY
    You just listed six people! Who's in charge?
    
    C.J.
    The Canadiens.
    
    DANNY
    C.J....
    
    C.J.
    You understand I'm talking about the hockey team.
    
    DANNY
    Look.
    
    C.J.
    Just... give me a little time.
    
    Danny nods. C.J. walks away.
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO’S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Nancy and Leo are arguing. C.J. and Toby are with them.
    
    LEO
    Fitzwallace agrees with me, Nancy. Upgrade our DefCon posture and the whole world's gonna 
    wake up.
    
    NANCY
    The world's already awake Leo! Look at the TV. Look out the window! They had more than one 
    shooter. We think they had a guy on the ground. If they had one, there's no reason to 
    believe they didn't have more than one. Somebody had to get them into that office. This 
    was not a lonely guy who lived with his cats. There was a plan and one of the things we 
    have to assume is that we're under attack right now.
    
    STAFFER
    Which is why the Vice President should order the 32nd tactical on a ready alert and take 
    us to DefCon 4.
    
    LEO
    Counsel's office isn't sure he can do that.
    
    TOBY
    Why not?
    
    LEO
    He never signed a letter.
    
    TOBY
    What letter?
    
    NANCY
    Customarily if the President is going to be under anesthetic.
    
    TOBY
    He's gotta sign a letter giving the Vice President power?
    
    NANCY
    Absent of the 25th, the Constitution doesn't give it to him unless the President is dead.
    
    TOBY
    He's hemorrhaging and he's supposed to draft a memo?
    
    NANCY
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    I'm getting questions from Danny Concannon on it.
    
    NANCY
    It gets more complicated if you'd read section 202 the National Securities Act of 1947.
    
    C.J.
    Let's assume I haven't.
    
    NANCY
    It says the Secretary of Defense will be the principal assistant to the President on all 
    matters relating to national security.
    
    C.J.
    And what does 'principal assistant' mean?
    
    NANCY
    It doesn't specify.
    
    TOBY
    Of course it wouldn't, 'cause that's an area of federal law where he'd want to have as 
    much ambiguity as possible.
    
    NANCY
    Yeah.
    
    TOBY
    Excuse me. [leaves]
    
    C.J.
    I'm gonna go back to the hospital.
    
    LEO
    I'll be there in a little bit.
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
    Toby is entering something onto a handheld device as he walks. C.J. catches up with him. 
    
    TOBY
    Try and hold Danny off for a few hours until the Counsel's office tells us where we are.
    
    C.J.
    Okay.
    
    TOBY
    You scratched your neck.
    
    C.J.
    What?
    
    TOBY
    Your neck.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah, it's where my necklace. Listen, Toby, I've been getting some questions about the 
    canopy the Secret Service used to use for outdoor entrances and exits.
    
    They stop walking.
    
    TOBY
    Who asked you?
    
    C.J.
    It was. Arthur Leeds, then a couple of others stopped me.
    
    TOBY
    Okay.
    
    They start walking again.
    
    C.J.
    We don't comment on security procedures.
    
    TOBY
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    So I don't think I'll have to answer that question.
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. 
    
    C.J.
    Okay.
    
    TOBY
    I'll see you at the hospital.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah.
    
    C.J. walks away. Toby goes into the COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE.
    
    TOBY
    I need section 202 of the National Securities Act of 1947. 
    
    He notices Ginger, who is standing by her desk.
    
    TOBY
    Hey Ginger. I didn't know you were here.
    
    GINGER
    I just... I turned on the T.V.
    
    Her hands are shaking. She looks very upset and scared.
    
    TOBY
    It's okay. [pause] Come here. 
    
    He gives her a big hug. 
    
    TOBY
    It's okay. 
    
    GINGER
    I'm sorry.
    
    TOBY
    You all right?
    
    GINGER
    Yeah.
    
    TOBY
    Ready to go to work?
    
    GINGER
    [nods and half-smiles] Yeah.
    
    Toby enters his office and Ginger goes to a desk.
    
    MAN [VO]
    You want another one of those?
    
    TOBY
    What?
    
    GINGER
    I didn't say anything.
    
    CUT TO: INT. A DARK BAR - DAY 
    
    BARTENDER
    You want another one of those?
    
    TOBY
    Yeah.
    
    	HANK’S TAVERN
    	NASHUA, NH
    	THREE YEARS EARLIER
    
    Toby and a woman are sitting at the bar. Toby looks pretty drunk and is smoking a cigar. 
    The bartender pours some more of Toby’s drink.
    
    WOMAN
    I gotta tell you.
    
    TOBY
    Yeah.
    
    WOMAN
    I didn't even know Bartlet was running.
    
    TOBY
    Yeah, we kept that secret pretty good. You know, he's speaking at the VFW hall tonight. 
    You should come.
    
    WOMAN
    I'm not very political.
    
    TOBY
    There'll be free chicken.
    
    WOMAN
    You've been a... um, uh, what did you call it? 
    
    TOBY 
    Professional political operative.
    
    WOMAN
    You've been one your whole life.
    
    TOBY
    Well, there was a while back there when I was in elementary school.
    
    The woman laughs.
    
    WOMAN
    You any good?
    
    TOBY
    [long pause] Yes, I'm very good.
    
    WOMAN
    What's your record?
    
    TOBY
    My record?
    
    WOMAN
    How many elections have you won?
    
    TOBY
    Altogether?
    
    The woman nods.
    
    TOBY
    Including city council, two Congressional elections, a senate race, a Gubernatorial 
    campaign, and a national campaign? 
    
    There’s a long pause.
    
    TOBY
    ...None.
    
    WOMAN
    None of them?
    
    TOBY
    You gotta be impressed with my consistency.
    
    WOMAN
    So, let me ask you something.
    
    TOBY
    Sure.
    
    WOMAN
    How come you're drinking so much so early in the day?
    
    TOBY
    Cause I'm about to get fired.
    
    Toby finishes his drink, puts some money on the counter, and picks up his coat.
    
    TOBY
    It was nice meeting you. [leaves the bar]
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT THREE
    * * *
    
    ACT FOUR
    
    FADE IN: INT. VFW HALL - NIGHT 
    
    	VFW HALL
    	NASHUA, NH
    	THREE YEARS EARLIER
    
    Bartlet is speaking. Several people are seated and eating. 
    
    BARTLET
    ...Consumer price index, we tend to be late in responding to these trends, and we get 
    what doctors call a "false positive". The science of economics is a lot less an exact 
    science that we pretend. We build complex models with thousands of interdependent and 
    independent variables.
    
    Toby is seated near a corner. Another member of Bartlet’s staff, CAL MATHIS, approaches.
    
    CAL MATHIS
    What's he gonna say?
    
    TOBY
    About what?
    
    CAL
    If he's asked the question.
    
    TOBY
    What question?
    
    CAL 
    New England D.F.C.
    
    TOBY
    I don't know.
    
    CAL
    You talked to him, didn't you?
    
    TOBY
    Yeah.
    
    CAL
    What's he gonna say?
    
    TOBY
    I don't know.
    
    CAL
    You talked to him about the New England D.F.C. if he's asked?
    
    TOBY
    Yes.
    
    CAL
    You wrote him a memo.
    
    TOBY
    Yes.
    
    CAL
    So what's he gonna say?
    
    TOBY
    I have no new information since the last time you asked me that question.
    
    Bartlet is now speaking to a woman, who is standing.
    
    BARTLET
    Let me put it another way: you and your husband pay $600 more every year than you would 
    if you were unmarried, living together, and filing individually. Couples living outside 
    the covenant of marriage do so.
    
    Josh is in the back of the room, reading a newspaper. Cal and Toby are still talking.
    
    CAL
    You told him to go ahead and piss off the dairy farmers, didn't you?
    
    Toby just looks at him.
    
    CAL
    If he's asked about the New England D.F.C, you told him to piss off the dairy farmers.
    
    TOBY
    I asked him about his vote, he told me, I said then if he's asked about it tonight he 
    should and only because it's the easiest thing to remember, tell the truth.
    
    CAL
    Do you enjoy losing?
    
    TOBY
    Not that much, but then I haven't had much to compare it to so...
    
    Cal walks off. Bartlet continues talking to the woman.
    
    BARTLET
    ...which then again is a much larger tax on overstated real profits.
    
    WOMAN
    Yes.
    
    BARTLET
    You really didn't understand any of that, right?
    
    WOMAN
    A little.
    
    BARTLET
    Me too. Yeah?
    
    The man who raised his hand stands up.
    
    MAN
    Governor Bartlet, when you were a member of Congress, you voted against the New England 
    Dairy Farming Compact. That vote hurt me sir. 
    
    Cal looks over at Toby.
    
    MAN
    I'm a businessman. That vote hurt me to the tune of maybe, 10 cents a gallon. I voted for 
    you three times for Congress. I voted for you twice for Governor.
    
    We see Josh again, still reading the newspaper.
    
    MAN
    And I'm here sir, and I'd like to ask you for an explanation.
    
    BARTLET
    [pause] Yeah, I screwed you on that one.
    
    Josh looks up, surprised.
    
    MAN
    I'm sorry?
    
    BARTLET
    I screwed you. You got hosed.
    
    MAN
    Sir, I...
    
    BARTLET
    And not just you. A lot of my constituents. I put the hammer to farms in Concord, Salem, 
    Laconia, and Elem.
    
    Josh looks really shocked and is now watching Bartlet.
    
    BARTLET
    You guys got rogered but good.
    
    The man sits down. 
    
    BARTLET
    Today, for the first time in history, one in five Americans living in poverty are children.
    
    We see a still surprised Josh.
    
    BARTLET
    One in five children live in the most abject, dangerous, hopeless, backbreaking, gut 
    wrenching, poverty, one in five, and they're children. If fidelity to freedom and 
    democracy is the code of our civic religion then surely, the code of our humanity is 
    faithful service to that unwritten commandment that says "We shall give our children 
    better than we ourselves had." I voted against the bill 'cause I didn't want it to be 
    hard for people to buy milk. I stopped some money from flowing into your pocket. If that 
    angers you, if you resent me, I completely respect that, but if you expect anything 
    different from the President of the United States, I suggest you vote for somebody else. 
    Thanks very much. Hope you enjoyed the chicken.
    
    The audience applauds. Josh claps too.
    
    CUT TO: EXT. GEORGE WASHINGTON HOSPITAL - PRESENT
    
    	TUESDAY, 1:45 A.M.
    
    A car drives past. 
    
    INT. BARTLET’S HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT
    Ron opens the door for Leo.
    
    ABBEY
    Jed, please. I want you to lie still for a few hours.
    
    LEO
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    I wanna see him.
    
    LEO
    [to Abbey] Is he okay?
    
    ABBEY
    I told him about Josh.
    
    BARTLET
    Please. Help me to the door.
    
    LEO
    You should stay in bed.
    
    BARTLET
    Charlie brought me some clothes. Please let me see him.
    
    Abbey looks at Dr. Keller. He nods.
    
    ABBEY 
    Okay. Just for a minute.
    
    BARTLET
    Great. 
    
    He starts to get up. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. VFW HALL, NASHUA, N.H. - NIGHT, THREE YEARS EARLIER
    After the speech, Leo, Cal, Toby, Bartlet, and the rest of his staff are having a meeting.
    
    BARTLET
    What's next?
    
    CAL
    The thing about saying the name.
    
    BARTLET
    I understand.
    
    JERRY
    If I could just reframe the point that Cal was making.
    
    BARTLET
    I understand the point that Cal was making. I was sitting next to him when he made it, 
    my ears are connected to my brain just like every body else. And I'm saying what's next?
    
    CAL
    Sir, not to put my head in the lion's mouth but by saying the name of your opponent in 
    public you're essentially giving him free advertising.
    
    JERRY
    Cal thinks you should start referring to him as "my opponent" or "the other guy"?
    
    CAL
    Sir.
    
    BARTLET
    You're not afraid he's gonna make me look like I can't remember his name?
    
    JERRY
    No.
    
    BARTLET
    I am. I think it's going to make me look like I can't remember his name. I think it's 
    going to make me look addled. I think it's going to make me look dotty. And even if it 
    didn't make me look like those things it would remain a stupid idea. What's next? Nothing? 
    Excellent. [leaves]
    
    LEO 
    Okay, what's next?
    
    CAL
    Leo, we have to talk about what happened tonight.
    
    LEO
    I think he did well. I would of liked to have seen more of those seats filled.
    
    CAL
    That's not what I'm talking about.
    
    LEO
    What're you talking about?
    
    TOBY
    He's talking about the Governor's answer tonight.
    
    Everybody looks at Toby.
    
    TOBY
    I'm just guessing. I'm pretty drunk.
    
    CAL
    I am talking about the Governor's answer tonight. But I'm also talking about. Every day 
    there's some. Look, Toby, we can talk about this in the room or if you're more comfortable 
    we can-- 
    
    LEO
    Listen, I don't have time to make people comfortable. If a change has to be made, it has 
    to be made. Jerry, Cal, Mack, Steve -- you're fired.
    
    CAL
    What?
    
    TOBY
    What?
    
    LEO
    No kidding. It's moving day. I want Toby. The rest of you-- thanks very much. 
    
    They all stare at Leo.
    
    LEO
    Fellas. Look at my face. You're done. 
    
    Everyone except Leo and Toby leaves.
    
    LEO
    [to Toby] Don't screw up.
    
    Leo exits. Toby is sitting alone under the light.
    
    CUT TO: EXT. SIDEWALK OUTSIDE THE VFW HALL - NIGHT
    Leo joins Bartlet outside.
    
    LEO
    Its freezing cold in October! I don't know how you people live here.
    
    BARTLET
    Did you just fire Cal Mathis?
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    BARTLET
    You fired him.
    
    LEO
    Yeah, and Jerry, and Mack, and Steve and the other guy.
    
    BARTLET
    Is there anyone you kept?
    
    LEO
    I kept Toby Ziegler.
    
    BARTLET
    Oh, you kept Toby Ziegler, and you fired everyone else.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    BARTLET
    Toby Ziegler is the only person working for us I don't know, and he's the one you kept!
    
    LEO
    Take him home, would you?
    
    BARTLET
    Those were the only people I know.
    
    LEO
    Those people were worthless. It's time we bring in what we need.
    
    BARTLET
    So you made that decision on your own.
    
    LEO
    Yeah. You know why? ‘Cause you're a crappy politician. I think you'll find I'll be making 
    a lot of decisions on my own so get used to it.
    
    BARTLET
    You know I got elected to Congress by this state. This state sent me to Congress three 
    times and elected me Governor all without your help.
    
    LEO starts grinning.
    
    BARTLET
    Don't start!
    
    LEO
    No, seriously, that's a real political accomplishment, considering that your family 
    founded this state.
    
    BARTLET
    Hey.
    
    LEO
    Were you even opposed in any of those elections?
    
    BARTLET
    You got rid of all the people I know!
    
    LEO
    Yeah. Have a good night.
    
    Leo walks off. Bartlet follows.
    
    BARTLET
    Why are you doing this? You're a player. You're bigger in the party than I am. Hoynes 
    would make you national chairman. Leo! Tell me this isn't one of the twelve steps.
    
    Leo turns around to face his friend.
    
    LEO
    Yeah, that's what it is. Right after admitting we're powerless over alcohol and that a 
    higher power can restore us to sanity, that's where you come in.
    
    BARTLET
    Leo.
    
    LEO
    Because I'm tired of it year after year after year after year having to chose between the 
    lesser of who cares? Of trying to get myself excited about a candidate who can speak in 
    complete sentences. Of setting the bar so low, I can hardly look at it. They say a good 
    man can't get elected President. I don't believe that, do you?
    
    BARTLET
    And you think I'm that man.
    
    LEO
    Yes.
    
    BARTLET
    Does it matter that I'm not as sure?
    
    LEO
    Nah. Act as if ye have faith and faith shall be given to you. Put it another way, fake it 
    till you make it. You did good tonight.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    They start walking again.
    
    LEO
    This is the time of Jed Bartlet, old friend. You're gonna open your mouth and lift houses 
    off the ground. Whole houses, clear off the ground...
    
    They continue to walk down the street as we --
    
    FADE TO: INT. G.W. HOSPITAL HALLWAY - PRESENT 
    Bartlet and Leo are slowly walking down the hospital hall. Music has started, and we hear 
    several news reports. 
    
    REPORTER 1 [VO]
    And it's unknown at this time whether the President before going under anesthesia signed 
    a letter that would give temporary custody.
    
    REPORTER 2 
    ...between George Washington Hospital and the White House where several thousand people 
    have...
    
    A big number of people are gathered in the streets.
    
    REPORTER 3 [VO]
    ...begun to gather behind police barricades. An impromptu TV vigil with prayers being 
    made...
    
    We see Sam in his office, staring at his desk.
    
    REPORTER 3 [CONT.]
    ...and collective breath being held.
    
    We fade to Toby, in his office, as he puts his hands on his face.
    
    REPORTER 2 [VO]
    Clearly, I think, and understandably rocked on their heels at this hour, to put it mildly. 
    
    We see C.J. in her office, staring into space, her hand scratching her neck. 
    
    REPORTER 2 [CONT.]
    Press Secretary C.J. Cregg appeared at her briefings to be shaken and withdrawn.
    
    REPORTER 1 [on TV]
    ...officials at George Washington Hospital. And in the third hour of a massive manhunt for 
    a third suspect, airports up and down the Atlantic Coast are closed.
    
    In Rosslyn, FBI agents and cops are searching the area.
    
    REPORTER 4 [VO]
    Major delays, cancellations, and closures at major airports, rail stations...
    
    Massive traffic is seen in a Washington street.
    
    REPORTER 2 [VO]
    ...and bus stations, and harbors. Travelers are strongly advised to wait.
    
    In the Situation Room, military men are discussing tactics.
    
    REPORTER 1 [VO]
    ...Two navy carrier groups as well as the 32nd marine tactical division have been put on 
    heightened alert.
    
    REPORTER 2 [VO]
    ...Secret Service agent Ron Butterfield, head of the President's Secret Service detail, 
    who was shot in the hand during the attack. 
    
    We see Ron and Gina outside the waiting room in the G.W. Hospital. Inside, Mrs. Landingham 
    has her hand over Donna’s. They are silently sitting next to each other. 
    
    FADE TO: INT. JOSH’S OPERATION ROOM - NIGHT
    Busy surgeons surround the unconscious Josh. Bartlet and Leo looks through the window.
    
    BARTLET
    Look what happened.
    
    There is much concern on their faces as we slowly --
    
    DISSOLVE TO: END TITLES.
    FADE TO BLACK.
    THE END
    * * *
    
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    Production, Warner Brothers Television, and NBC. No copyright infringement is intended.
    
    Episode 2.1 -- “In The Shadow Of Two Gunmen part 1”
    Original Airdate: October 4, 2000, 9:00 P.M. EST
    
    Transcript By: Giorgio, Quantos, Joshsgirl and Christine
    November 13, 2000
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